My wife responded, "No we are to meet the Hastings party."I gasped, and my wife asked, "What's wrong Sally?" Hastings? Wasn't Dan's last name Hastings...?" I quietly and nervously asked, while we were led to the table. She didn't need to respond, because Dan and another gentleman stood to greet us as we arrived.Dan and my wife embraced with a kiss. "Donna, this is Mike," introduced Dan."Hello," responded my wife. "This is Sally, Sally, this is Dan and Mike." Pleased to meet you," they both. Anytime you want that, just let me know, I'm up for it 24/7, any time you're horny and need to cum just pick up the phone, Frank"It didn't really need to be said, but we said it anyways---- we agreed to never speak of this to anyone, ever.The next morning, after showering, found me sucking and swallowing another good sized load. As it turned out, Frank was very much what we now refer to as a "Big Shooter", his ordinary, every day ejaculations were anywhere from 5 - 8 thick & rich spurts, and if. I sometimes fell asleep in such a position, but that wasn't the intent this morning. Then I ran my hand down her exposed belly until I hit the area of fur just above her pussy. Using my legs, I got her to roll partially toward me and open up. Watching her peaceful face, I touched her sex. She dreamed about running in fields while I pressed my first two fingers into her warm pussy. She wasn't wet. She was still asleep. I brought my hand up and sucked on the fingers, leaving them wet with saliva. She closed her eyes . I kept kissing her some 10-15 mins., then i moved my hands on boobs and started pressing them slowly. She tried to move her body but i insisted and kept doing it. After some time she started enjoying. After a few mins. I stopped. I asked her to stand up and took her to my bedroom. I made her lie on the bed and started kissing her with great passion. By this time she also started responding. I kept pressing her boobs, and my tool became harder and harder. She also felt it.